Puffins in the air

I’m lying down on the grassy clifftop looking across at the Puffins on the Castle o’ Burrian when I realise I can see my house in the distance.

I shift around on the wet grass, sliding around at the top of the cliff, holding onto tussocks of grass so I don’t plummet down onto the rocks below. I get the angle right so I can catch a few puffins flying onto the rock stack

It’s good that my house is out of focus in the background so you can’t see what a ruin it is.

All the Puffins are now in the North Sea and they won’t come back to land until next summer Karen. They float around bobbing on the waves and fishing almost all year until it’s time to pair up again and have their single egg and puffling. Then they’re gone again. I’m glad you’ve been enjoying the photos Karen. Thank you.

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